Songs of Saint Tayumanavar

Songs of Tayumanavar

The Siddha Elite (6/10)

The four internal organs of intellect
Standing in accord like the four wings of the military:
The elephant, the cavalry, the car and the infantry -

The writ of the famed six adhara centers
Running in the three spheres (sun, moon and fire);
The ten kinds of vibrations (in the nadis)
Blaring their music;
Seated on the lion throne (of controlled sense);
The full moon (the mystic moon in cranium)
Canopying over that throne in cardinal directions all
And encompassing ends of the horizon vast;
The Bliss Ethereal wafting over the heart
Like the fragrance of the famed flowers of the Spring;
The celestials, Indra and the rest
Blessing, ''Hail thy victory,'' ''Hail thee''--

Thus do Thou sit in state -
In imperishable Sivaraja Yoga.
Is this greatness ordinary?
Oh! Thou, the Siddha Elite of Divine Light
That hath reached the Vedanta-Siddhanta accord high!